Boiled eggs and butter and fish fried in batter,
apples and crumble baked in a tin , while cheese and chocolate are served on a platter!
Mustn't forget the wine and the cake, and baking the of lovely things,
These are a few of my favourite things that make me feel oh so bad!
So this is my parody on the wonderful song sang by Julie Andrews in The Sound of Music one of my favourite films of all times. Reminds me of good and innocent times, when I honestly did not know what the word dieting was! i was free from guilt generally ate what I liked and did not really worry. i cant honestly say that i can recall the moment did become diet aware, but once I actually went on one, that was it, i was changed forever, because I then i knew without a shadow of a doubt that there was a whole heap of stuff that i was not supposed to want let alone eat!
So what is it that you miss the most when you are trying to follow a healthy eating regime otherwise known as being on a diet! It was thinking about these good old days in school that led me to thinking about the food we had there. It was through my time in boarding school that I got a penchant for certain foods!
At this school we had a massive dining room where we would assemble 3 times a day every day at the behest of 'the bell' lovingly referred to as the tin tin bell ( a duty that most if us coveted but few had it) anyhow I digress - the point is as bad as the school food was there were some good bits and they were firm favourites of mine anyway!
So one of the best things in this world is Nigerian bread! It is soft and has a very nice and distinct flavour to it, so we used to have this in the mornings, sometimes with beans but every so often with hard boiled eggs. We would mash the boiled egg with butter and by butter i actually mean blue band margarine from a tin and use it as a sandwich filling! it was my favourite breakfast and to be honest still is, although on a very good day i would substitute the butter, ( having graduated to the real mccoy) for fat free fromage frais or Philadelphia light.
i was in my later years known to make this mix with sardines, and this I am very shamed to say is what I had the other day, it was so nice with butter, i really enjoyed it. As I ate it, i could not help but think how i'd missed it, like it was some long lost friend with whom i was having a reunion! Imagine feeling that about food, and there in lies the issue, how is one supposed to move forward with feelings like that?
I miss not having to think about what i was going to eat, yep, that old chestnut the irony is that even when i was not participating in SW its not as if I was always down the take away, although my lunches were not very considered, so greasy spoons were high on the agenda, good places for work time lunches.
I have to be honest on this occasion i went with it, so there i was eating white bread, butter, chocolate you name it. not measuring my heathy extras, cos you need to know that sometimes i was doubling up, so imagine that.
in the end, i had to dig myself out this hole i had dug for myself, and my saving grace came in the form a text message from my SW consultant, just asking me if i was coming that week. The impact was immediate, that friendly prod, made me feel all encouraged. So the next time I get an attack of desire for nostalgic food, i think i will have dig deep, know that I should only do it if I must in moderation and be prepared to deal with the consequences.
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